This couldn’t be happening. I was out in the forest, again, in the dark with only a flashlight and terrifying thoughts racing through my head. The worst part was that this was entirely my fault. If I had just dismissed my dream for what it had been, a dream, then none of this would have happened.
I wouldn’t be out here yet again trying to find my duffel bag. I glanced at my watch for the second time. 7:23 P.M. Man, it sure gets dark early. In all honesty, I should have typed out my rough draft on my laptop, but was I thinking about this? No. I stupidly wrote it out. I had always been more comfortable with writing my papers out in case my computer crashed, but it seemed really stupid when the hard copy could be lost.
It wouldn’t be that hard to write the entire paper again. The thought of that made me even angrier though. Why should I have to rewrite something that is already mostly written when I can just go out and find it? I’m too stubborn for my own good. It’s a side effect of my parents. I know for a fact that I dropped my duffel out here, so all I need to do is go back to where I was attacked by that wolf and look around for it. Gulp…in the dark…gulp…all..alone.
After only a few minutes, I was ready to give up. I had walked for hours just to get home. I don’t know why I was expecting this trip to only take a few minutes. “Ugh! This is stupid!” I yelled throwing my hands up into the air.
I should have called Destin to come with me. He was the only friend I had right now, but I was too scared about what he would say to me about my ditching work. “Stupid, stupid, stupid. Idiot!” I mumbled smacking the palm of my hand on my forehead. I scanned the flashlight beam over the ground illuminating bushes and overgrowth and tree roots.
7:45 P.M. Twenty-two minutes. I was about to give up entirely when I heard a crack. I froze and my head snapped in the direction of the sound. Please, God no! Not another wolf! I shone the flashlight beam in the direction of the sound only to find that nothing was there. I wasn’t sure whether this should be good news or bad news.
“H…hello?” I don’t know why I tried to speak. Maybe I thought hearing my voice would calm me, but all it did was terrify me more because of how shaky it was. Bad news. Definitely bad.
Man’s POV
I watched the girl’s house from the woods across the street. I could smell her panic. It smelled wonderful mixed in with her blood. “Mhhhm.” I mumbled, hungry. Just then, she came rushing out of the house, flashlight in hand, towards the forest. I had a pretty good idea what she was frantically rushing out to search for: the lime green duffel bag in my possession.
Well, if she wanted it, she was going to have to work for it. They say never to play with your food, but that’s no fun. I followed her silently, slithering along like a snake. I certainly was sneaky enough to be a snake. The girl’s fear and frustration only pleased me more as I watched her struggle to scan the forest while I hid in the treetops.
“Ugh! This is stupid!” The girl said. I listened, amused.
“Stupid, stupid, stupid. Idiot!” She said smacking her hand on her head. I sensed she was about ready to give up this entire venture. Well, that certainly would not do. I leaped from the treetop forcibly making noise. Crack! When the girl spun towards the noise, I wasn’t there. My movements are too fast for the human eye to see. Silently I watched her from behind.
“H…hello?” The girl’s voice cracked. I guess my tactics are working.
I decided to reveal myself, “Looking for something?”
She spun around yet again, her hand grasping her throat.
Cassie’s POV
A voice came from behind me, “Looking for something?”
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There Is No Never Ever [MAJOR EDITING]
Teen Fiction"Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It's a way of understanding it." ― Lloyd Alexander Cassie Thompson is inquisitive, though many would call her nosy because she often pokes around where she isn't wanted. She can't help it and her curi...